Raw (Might Just)

(The Treasury)
Uh

These nigga's knock off diamonds are shining (woo, ooh, whoa)
But they ain't blinding
No pizza, bitch, I got banks in my pockets (racks)
Where's the ladder I'm climbing
She gon' pop, lock it and drop it
Ain't talking wrist but she watching
Me right now, hundred bands stuffed in my jeans right now (hey)
YSL, there's no "I" in "Team" right now (no way)

Beating the block 'til the sun come up
I'm rocking gold like Rols-R-Us (yeah)
I talk more shit than Damien does (yeah)
I put the steel up in stain lil' cuz (yeah)
I, I, I be that Young Thugger Thug (Thugger)
Throwing these bitches straight off of the boat, we don't save them

Hey, a wise man told me nothing (yeah)
He said them snitches they get stitches
I just spent a Bentley on my kidneys
Saying I gave my bro the address to road to riches

I, I might just take care of bae
Yeah, I might just make karat my ladies
On my worse day, she a nine like Brady
But I traded in the Keisha or Kaycee's

Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that (hey)
Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that
Yeah, she love it, I'm honest she loving that
Yeah, my love is so big, she can't lose that

Thugger, ay, ay (what?)
Ay, yeah, yeah
Saying to her (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah), yeah
That's how you do it, nigga (oh)
That's how you motherfucking do it, nigga (whoa)
Peep this, ay

L-O-V-E, I say lil' mama down to ride and die for me
Ok, you green, no seaweed
Psych, I want you to hurry get into me
I drop like ten thousand ones, on ones, on ones
I told her come on home, hun
You can have my son

We eat ching chong, diamonds they go boing (boing)
Hop inside that pussy like a trampoline, boing-boing
Hey, wait (hol' it)
Grab that lil' ass by the waiste (swoop, swoop)
Beep, beep, beep, like a bus on that ass, so big
I swear to God, I'ma fuck her now, her body getting big
I swear to God, I'ma do everything I ain't did
Plus, brodie said the bitch pussy bright pink as a pig

I, I might just take care of bae
Yeah, I might just make karat my ladies
On my worse day, she a nine like Brady
But I traded in the Keisha or Kaycee's

Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that (hey)
Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that
Yeah, she love it, I'm honest she loving that
Yeah, my love is so big, she can't lose that